"Well, isn't that ridiculous?" said Miss Davies.
"Of course it is," said her brother brutally; "I knew it was ridiculous from the beginning. You said it quickened the mental processes. Would memory be one of them?"
"Let's go inside and have some tea," said John.
We crept quietly indoors.
Halfway through tea Miss Davies suddenly waved her teaspoon aloft. We looked at her and saw a great light shining in her eyes.
"Hip—hip—hippopotamus!" she shrieked.
We all agreed that Miss Davies had won.
